I woke up every day with the alarm clock hits the snooze button 3 times at bare minimum, spent relatively 12 hours at work with my eyeballs glued to the computer screen, plus the dreadful back and forth commuting. I returned home with tuckered veins, and the endmost thing to do was to stare at another laptop or television screen. Usual recurrent activities later includes: shower, dinner, house chores, and procrastination from exercising once the clock strikes 10 PM. Flipped a book about 3 pages and gambled to acquire quality sleep within 7 hours ranged. The sun rise again for the next day and the same cycle repeats. On day to day basis, it became collectively motionless, sluggish and mundane of ‘same old same old’ routines.
“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different?” – C.S Lewis
In between, as I let the ordinary days passed, I may have felt that I lost the freedom of time, and started questioning the importance of my existence into the world. All of us have that ‘in-between-mood swings-of-what-should-I-do-with-my-life’ kind of day. To keep myself motivated, I ‘stalked’ the life of these people – the successful, the rich, the kind, the perfect traits.